8.26.2010

a first for everything

On Monday, my heart walked out my door in blue tennis shoes and a red backpack.

And I'm still trying to learn how to cope without it.

I expected him to cry, but of course, I'm the one that can't seem to hold the tears back.

I now know what the Bible means when it says to pray constantly. From the moment I leave his classroom in the morning until I return in the afternoon, I am praying.

If I could have my way, I would homeschool my little boy. But this year it is not an option for our family and I'm trying to be okay with that. I'm really trying. It helps that he has a wonderful teacher. I am praising God for that answered prayer!

Now we're nearing the end of this week, with a surprisingly smooth transition. Every morning, he has gone willingly. And the few stories I can creatively extract from him are mostly positive. I can tell it's been a huge adjustment, though, and I find myself lingering in his room after he is asleep, whispering prayers, and wiping warm tears from my eyes.

My two boys are "the big kids" in their schools this year, being the oldest at each school; grades 6 and 8. I still cry when they go to school. And I JUST recently realized that I wasn't trusting God. I had to hand them over. I couldn't control their days... and I shouldn't try to.

He is so stinking cute! Your little guy is so blessed to have a mommy that would keep him home if she could, but is obedient to God enough not to take it on knowing it isn't a fit for her family right now! Our Father is so pleased with you, Joye!

Oh, how cute he looks! Letting go is a big step for us mamas...even when they aren't in school yet...like mine...LOL! :) I know that we eventually have to get to a place where we trust the God that gave them to us. He will take care of them...I'm obviously still working on this. :) Praying for you...and me...LOL! Happy weekend, friend!

I feel just what you are feeling. I send my boy to school tomorrow morning...the first of my four children. With a new baby and one going into kindergarten, I've had serious pangs and time of reflection, this past summer, over how much I want to cherish these little angels who are growing so quickly. I have to continuously give them over to God.